December tales [by W.H. Ainsworth].G. and W.B. Whittaker, 1823 - 231 páginas |
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... not altogether admire perhaps she perceived this , for she changed the style of her conversation , and I began to listen to her with considerable delight . It may be men- tioned , as an instance of my absence of mind B 5 MARY STUKELEY . 9.
... not altogether admire perhaps she perceived this , for she changed the style of her conversation , and I began to listen to her with considerable delight . It may be men- tioned , as an instance of my absence of mind B 5 MARY STUKELEY . 9.
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... considerable difficulty . It was a small , dirty , uncomfortable house ; but any place of refuge was acceptable . I inquired if I could have lodgings here . The man eyed me narrowly , and beckoning to his wife ( I suppose to look well ...
... considerable difficulty . It was a small , dirty , uncomfortable house ; but any place of refuge was acceptable . I inquired if I could have lodgings here . The man eyed me narrowly , and beckoning to his wife ( I suppose to look well ...
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... considerable distance from the place in which I had been so long immured . She excelled in painting and needle - work , and the pro- duce of her labours maintained us both . I could not bear , however , to subsist by her exertions alone ...
... considerable distance from the place in which I had been so long immured . She excelled in painting and needle - work , and the pro- duce of her labours maintained us both . I could not bear , however , to subsist by her exertions alone ...
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... spirits sunk ; I was haunted by fearful visions ; and I was weary of my existence . Mary perceived it , and in- quired anxiously into the cause of it . I evaded her questions for a considerable time ; at last , 26 MARY STUKELEY .
... spirits sunk ; I was haunted by fearful visions ; and I was weary of my existence . Mary perceived it , and in- quired anxiously into the cause of it . I evaded her questions for a considerable time ; at last , 26 MARY STUKELEY .
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William Harrison Ainsworth. her questions for a considerable time ; at last , I confessed the whole to her . To From that moment her health declined . think that she had united herself to one who had behaved so basely to another of her ...
William Harrison Ainsworth. her questions for a considerable time ; at last , I confessed the whole to her . To From that moment her health declined . think that she had united herself to one who had behaved so basely to another of her ...
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auld beautiful blue mountains boat body breeze burst captain cataract charms clouds companion convulsive cottage countenance dark dashed death deep delight door dreadful dream dwell earthly Eliza endeavoured Epistolæ evil exertion eyes Faustus fear feelings felt friends gazed gentle happy happy days heard heart hope horror human human voice idea imagination inquired Izaak Walton journey knew light look manner marriage MARY STUKELEY melancholy mind misery morning murderer nature ness never night noise object ocean passed passions perceived perhaps pleasure present Quartos quired ramble rapture readers retired rocks round rushed scarcely scene seemed ship side Sir Thomas Browne situation sleep soul spectre spirit spoke spot spring stone strange syllogism Tertullian thatch thing thought tion trees uncle vessel wainscotting walked wanderer waves whole willow wind wish witching hour wretches writer
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